Well another one these ******** things. It been trying day. I don't know I been battting myself for years. I have never win at it, I mostly lost myself along time ago for to many dickheads to hurt me. I been traumized and has I know of it not going fix itselfs and so far not doing any good getting help for it. So here the question What do I ******** do about? I don't write to get sympathy I write try to heal and it don't work. I don't know why even bothering now maybe it what wugar said to me. for me to change my mind into something postive I guess. I never had postive mind. Don't get me wrong not like haven't try to get myself out this ******** hole of mind I have but always fails. It felt to me like I faking being alright. I am wary and wearn down. I want be me but i lost along time ago trying fake alright when i wasn't. I as in really pain inside. xp
I suffer from flash back take a little thing to trigger it than i am in lala land for mostly whole day no way to s**t it off. scream
Okay enough the feeling crap getting to some creative writing shall we.
http://media.photobucket.com/image/rain/FindStuff2/Photography/Rain/Lost_in_the_rain_by_sherryetal.jpg
the rain pours a upon my head.
rain suppose to wash was my past of pain.
the old lullaby of the rain,
brightens the pouring memories
the childhood that wash up on shore
oh hell can't other picture anyways. it was a flower path in the rain
very pretty.
